<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383</id><updated>2024-10-06T22:03:37.715-07:00</updated><category term="foto mia"/><category term="Lorenzo Mattotti"/><category term="amore"/><category term="aria"/><category term="bici"/><category term="casa"/><category term="panchine"/><category term="pascoli"/><title type='text'>Daniela Della Corte</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-6582226619542626763</id><published>2011-11-16T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T06:39:05.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giovani nocesi&amp;opportunità: un appello a chi non ne vuole sapere di emergere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: #fcf1f7; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwRJpgC0PQVPvNgg7IqJGX8WNVJ5TkQ7IBP-4-s_-zl8eBR3IoxNxNc0NIixHLn6gfO-3Kwlvl82ErFRgrsZUapb3mtsQPVxGT8iAZaN4skDbigz_ib0Tue2SyY725jjNqV2hrF5CtgRl/s1600/prestiti-giovani.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;238&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwRJpgC0PQVPvNgg7IqJGX8WNVJ5TkQ7IBP-4-s_-zl8eBR3IoxNxNc0NIixHLn6gfO-3Kwlvl82ErFRgrsZUapb3mtsQPVxGT8iAZaN4skDbigz_ib0Tue2SyY725jjNqV2hrF5CtgRl/s320/prestiti-giovani.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Occuparsi di cultura a Noci all&#39;inizio sembrava una grandissima impresa. Tutt&#39;ora i commenti dei miei lettori non differiscono molto rispetto a quanto appena affermato; ma un giornalista non desiste. Inizialmente il mio compito si era concentrato per la maggior parte su eventi, feste spettacoli e cronache degli appuntamenti culturali che nel mio paese si svolgevano; oggi la pratica mi ha portato ad altro e l&#39;ambito culturale comincia ad allargarsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: #fcf1f7; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: #fcf1f7; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Il fiuto per la notizia comincia a diventare un pò più mio e i rapporti personali aumentano: esempio di come per lavorare e andare avanti nella vita non è necessaria la conoscenza delle persone (concezione tipicamente nocese) ma tanta tanta buona volontà di crescere e mettere in campo le proprie abilità. Dagli eventi son passata alle interviste, dalle interviste agli approfondimenti. Ed é proprio sul passaggio intermedio che voglio proporvi una riflessione. Alcuni giovani son stati capaci di portare avanti fatiche letterarie non indifferenti, piccoli talenti musicali son riusciti a raggiungere livelli che sino ad ora nessuno conosceva. Gruppi musicali giovanili vanno a suonare in ogni dove ed in realtà un&#39;attività culturale, a differenza di quello che intanto tutti pensano, a Noci c&#39;è. Solo che non tutti la vogliono vedere perchè magari si è ancora legati a quello che solo le istituzioni o la tv ci propinano.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: #fcf1f7; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: #fcf1f7; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Esiste anche un&#39;altra realtà: quella di giovani scrittori talentuosi che producono testi e poesie meravigliose, che magari hanno anche superato i 25 anni di età ma che alla domanda &quot;posso intervistarti?&quot; rispondono un &quot;no, non voglio uscire sui giornali&quot;. Ed è proprio a questi ragazzi che io mi rivolgo. E&#39; vero, nel nostro paese c&#39;è gente che vuol comparire,comparire, comparire. Mostrarsi, far uscire il proprio nome in ogni dove; ma è gente che col loro nome e basta non regala alla propria comunità alcun contributo. Voi invece, anche con una sola parola potete dare tanto. Perchè restare fuori, perchè non tentare di fare emergere le proprie capacità? In un periodo così difficile come il nostro, segnato dal buio e da lacune incolmabili in cui il termine cultura sembra solo un mondo difficile da affrontare, una poesie può aiutare a leggere qualcosa che sino a questo momento non si è letto; una strimpellata alla chitarra con i testi di De Andrè (perchè di amanti seguaci di Andrè a Noci ce ne sono eccome) può aiutare a capire cos&#39;è la vera musica e la vera poesia. Un disegno, un dipinto, una fotografia sono arte, sono cultura. Non ci ricorderemo mica di cosa parlava Leopardi o Calvino o chissà chi altro ma, almeno, avremo dato spazio a nuove forme di comunicazione appartenenti ad&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;una generazione che OGGI HA SOLO BISOGNO DI RISCATTARE LA PROPRIA DIGNITA&#39;! Dimostriamo che non siamo bamboccioni, o ladri o mammoni. Siamo arte, siamo comunicazione, siamo un mondo idee. Non dimentichiamolo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: #fcf1f7; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;background-color: #fcf1f7; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Per cui se avete, abbiamo opportunità: cogliamole!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6582226619542626763/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/11/giovani-nocesi-un-appello-chi-non-ne.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/6582226619542626763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/6582226619542626763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/11/giovani-nocesi-un-appello-chi-non-ne.html' title='Giovani nocesi&amp;opportunità: un appello a chi non ne vuole sapere di emergere'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwRJpgC0PQVPvNgg7IqJGX8WNVJ5TkQ7IBP-4-s_-zl8eBR3IoxNxNc0NIixHLn6gfO-3Kwlvl82ErFRgrsZUapb3mtsQPVxGT8iAZaN4skDbigz_ib0Tue2SyY725jjNqV2hrF5CtgRl/s72-c/prestiti-giovani.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-2986923497650478755</id><published>2011-06-30T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:04:56.424-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pascoli"/><title type='text'>Sotto l&#39;ali dormono nidi come gli occhi sotto le ciglia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg3sSxjqWpbfppsPQ-0I5iC2ivvSM8e_ZOI67MePzxbusyq_mOpDyZwiSObRT5cEiOSFkRIxidv3FUFcgE4jGH0ebbWrt1YwEuHUQWkvpaEEUlP3HSu6qivCUTdgrdv9-x0vKmcHlGl4L7/s1600/IMG_3617.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;444&quot; i$=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg3sSxjqWpbfppsPQ-0I5iC2ivvSM8e_ZOI67MePzxbusyq_mOpDyZwiSObRT5cEiOSFkRIxidv3FUFcgE4jGH0ebbWrt1YwEuHUQWkvpaEEUlP3HSu6qivCUTdgrdv9-x0vKmcHlGl4L7/s640/IMG_3617.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;G.Pascoli&amp;nbsp;on my school bag.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2986923497650478755/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/06/sotto-lali-dormono-nidi-come-gli-occhi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/2986923497650478755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/2986923497650478755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/06/sotto-lali-dormono-nidi-come-gli-occhi.html' title='Sotto l&#39;ali dormono nidi come gli occhi sotto le ciglia'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg3sSxjqWpbfppsPQ-0I5iC2ivvSM8e_ZOI67MePzxbusyq_mOpDyZwiSObRT5cEiOSFkRIxidv3FUFcgE4jGH0ebbWrt1YwEuHUQWkvpaEEUlP3HSu6qivCUTdgrdv9-x0vKmcHlGl4L7/s72-c/IMG_3617.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-744315751146367247</id><published>2011-06-19T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:06:29.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ieri un albero, oggi un campanile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQDhsS4Q0uz3MLnqWr3hrKFnN4IcpeBts0lSNCuWSiKzX_1sVq8FXOjAocgWXcJsNGGRndUJXo6ZKJ1jWQM8lLZw8mwaoktW0KkvGSAFm8CRJ0w9vt1kvbXb3J5istHcgRyb5bOkVxi67/s1600/IMG_3507.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; i$=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQDhsS4Q0uz3MLnqWr3hrKFnN4IcpeBts0lSNCuWSiKzX_1sVq8FXOjAocgWXcJsNGGRndUJXo6ZKJ1jWQM8lLZw8mwaoktW0KkvGSAFm8CRJ0w9vt1kvbXb3J5istHcgRyb5bOkVxi67/s400/IMG_3507.JPG&quot; width=&quot;258&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Noci oggi è questo. Una cittadina che al mattino si risveglia col suono della campana centrale del paese. Il suo centro storico si mobilita: anziani, giovani, padri, madri conoscono a memoria il suono della loro sveglia. E chissà che bella giornata dopo un risveglio così poetico. Gli aspetti positivi ci sono: quando un nocese è fuori dal suo paese, quando sente risuonare la campana di un altra città, sa di essere lontano dai suoi affetti. Il suo pensiero viaggia e non fa altro che pensare al suo risveglio e ai mille appuntamenti che si svolgeranno sotto quell&#39;unica campana. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/744315751146367247/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/06/ieri-un-albero-oggi-un-campanile.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/744315751146367247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/744315751146367247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/06/ieri-un-albero-oggi-un-campanile.html' title='Ieri un albero, oggi un campanile'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQDhsS4Q0uz3MLnqWr3hrKFnN4IcpeBts0lSNCuWSiKzX_1sVq8FXOjAocgWXcJsNGGRndUJXo6ZKJ1jWQM8lLZw8mwaoktW0KkvGSAFm8CRJ0w9vt1kvbXb3J5istHcgRyb5bOkVxi67/s72-c/IMG_3507.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-1524137799449363199</id><published>2011-05-26T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T15:08:40.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tsunami</title><content type='html'>Questa sarà una di quelle notti brevi&lt;br /&gt;
senza sonno.&lt;br /&gt;
Un violento tsunami &lt;br /&gt;
devasterà le spiaggie del mio umore&lt;br /&gt;
e senza tregua disturberà &lt;br /&gt;
le spiagge dei miei&amp;nbsp;pensieri. &lt;br /&gt;
La mia culla.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1524137799449363199/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/tsunami.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/1524137799449363199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/1524137799449363199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/tsunami.html' title='Tsunami'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-8934681517316741787</id><published>2011-05-22T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T10:33:31.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L&#39;uomo e il mare #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgeV-4Cc_dtVGwyLkjDomw0SDxB06ABSmn2HG77zIGWRoi8zWPB1pAhcdFs062V_1x9T1fOjGBXio8tpkjTosZxf_FQXo19KwhXUjWh13ufOsVCJ_8x-z2MQNEYzEzYu4sMeZ_pgj2eIn/s1600/IMG_2300.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; j8=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgeV-4Cc_dtVGwyLkjDomw0SDxB06ABSmn2HG77zIGWRoi8zWPB1pAhcdFs062V_1x9T1fOjGBXio8tpkjTosZxf_FQXo19KwhXUjWh13ufOsVCJ_8x-z2MQNEYzEzYu4sMeZ_pgj2eIn/s640/IMG_2300.JPG&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/8934681517316741787/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/luomo-e-il-mare-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/8934681517316741787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/8934681517316741787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/luomo-e-il-mare-2.html' title='L&#39;uomo e il mare #2'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgeV-4Cc_dtVGwyLkjDomw0SDxB06ABSmn2HG77zIGWRoi8zWPB1pAhcdFs062V_1x9T1fOjGBXio8tpkjTosZxf_FQXo19KwhXUjWh13ufOsVCJ_8x-z2MQNEYzEzYu4sMeZ_pgj2eIn/s72-c/IMG_2300.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-7266244810678042705</id><published>2011-05-21T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:37:52.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La fotografia secondo me...</title><content type='html'>Con la fotografia ogni attimo è speso bene. Questo è quel che amo. &lt;br /&gt;
Un fiore&amp;nbsp;durante la&amp;nbsp;sua stagione,&lt;br /&gt;
un bimbo che aspetta che la goccia del gelato cada sul cartoccio per poi raccoglielra,&lt;br /&gt;
un adolescente sull&#39;altalena,&lt;br /&gt;
un neopatentato col braccio fuori dal finestrino, &lt;br /&gt;
un adulto con la sigaretta in mano.&lt;br /&gt;
Un neonato legato ad un seno,&lt;br /&gt;
la mano di un uomo che tende verso la donna.&lt;br /&gt;
Una moneta che gira su se stessa,&lt;br /&gt;
un ciclista che che passa l&#39;acqua al suo compagno.&lt;br /&gt;
La fotografia è un&#39;istante.&lt;br /&gt;
La fotografia è un rapido moviemento studiato...&lt;br /&gt;
è un rapido fluire di emozioni.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/7266244810678042705/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-fotografia-secondo-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/7266244810678042705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/7266244810678042705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-fotografia-secondo-me.html' title='La fotografia secondo me...'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-2987334811886226603</id><published>2011-05-19T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T07:44:45.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Onda</title><content type='html'>Un suo tratto è fiacco&lt;br /&gt;
il vento la rinforza&lt;br /&gt;
e adesso, la smorza.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sembra trascolorare,&lt;br /&gt;
è appena finita&lt;br /&gt;
la tranquillità del mare.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/2987334811886226603/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/onda.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/2987334811886226603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/2987334811886226603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/onda.html' title='Onda'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-6681000978320409602</id><published>2011-05-18T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T05:57:48.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 gradi</title><content type='html'>E non credere ancora &lt;br /&gt;
che un eccesso di vino,&lt;br /&gt;
lo stesso che mi fece sciogliere i capelli,&lt;br /&gt;
sia l&#39;unico motivo&lt;br /&gt;
che ci abbia condotti dinanzi ad Atena.&lt;br /&gt;
Omero sbagliava.&lt;br /&gt;
Non era l&#39;unica ad essere felice.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/6681000978320409602/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/12-gradi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/6681000978320409602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/6681000978320409602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/12-gradi.html' title='12 gradi'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-1265645876422171719</id><published>2011-05-17T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T06:44:02.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kebab</title><content type='html'>Non credere che mi abituerò &lt;br /&gt;
a vederti passare &lt;br /&gt;
dinanzi a quella via&lt;br /&gt;
dove, mentre scrivevo la mia poesia,&lt;br /&gt;
consumavi il tuo kebab.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/feeds/1265645876422171719/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/kebab.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/1265645876422171719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981481334498660383/posts/default/1265645876422171719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieladellacorte.blogspot.com/2011/05/kebab.html' title='Kebab'/><author><name>Nannò</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18194527024385397290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQnFzdL0UgeqyOlbMxIHzX7ivfpOE-yHVNeuef3HuEZ_qYeoVbB4Md8ac6r2YZrdwWl1lBf7l48PPTcTdtnXcxzE9R0Yr1CjdnPMdtIWPLjp98HnEEkzySlcEXihbwSg/s220/bianco+e+nero.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981481334498660383.post-1273706288527163672</id><published>2011-03-30T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T09:52:46.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L&#39;uomo e il mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; 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